Yuusha Isagi no Maou Hanashi

I didn't know what happened.

Rather than that, she could no longer grasp the current situation.

…………

In her glassy eyeballs, she reflects her nothingness.

If I lived the whole time as my mother said, I was attacked and destroyed by the human race.

Now I wished for a summoning party, and if I had done as the elves called Dihaza showed up, she would have died.

- Liliano was stunned by the facts in front of him.

My vision gradually blurs.

In a colorless world, humans were moaning.

Dihaza, who you should have seen earlier, is gone.

I can't see Eulet, and I can't see Limino.

I don't see anything in Liliano's world anymore.

We have no hope for ourselves.

Again, already.

If this is the case, nothing.

In the gray nothingness, only the red of blood floats vividly.

Right, this is the color of revenge.

Liliano's real, wish...

That's when a drop fell in my mind.

My mind snarls so that ripples spread across the water.

Voice.

Someone I've been hearing...

No, this belongs to God.

It's the bloody voice of God.

'Wish harder. Wish, Wish'

That's right.

That's all you need to remember, okay.

That's all.

Driven by a ruinous impulse, Liliano hopes.

The collapse of all races.

The red in my eyes became stronger.

The area is full of red.

This is the color of death.

Red is strong, dark. Wide, deep.

It stains out of the earth.

Like fetal movement, the lean carnation swung away.

"No -!"

At that time, a grey shadow appeared all over his sight.

Shadows block red.

Out of the way.

"Please, get back to your sanity, sister......! I don't need to fight anymore..."

I can't even shake my shoulder.

Depressing.

But there is no power left in Liliano to pay for it.

Stronger, I hope...

"Stop the red giants! Sister!"

It can't be stopped.

"You live without your arms now," he told you, and you can?

What's the point there?

Lean Carnation is God's first and first, one-of-a-kind ability to give Liliano.

I can no longer think about abandoning this power.

Then it makes no sense to me.

Because there's nothing more besides breaking it.

If you can break it, you have to break it.

In the gray shadow, Liliano's heart doesn't move.

Even her sister, Limino, was no longer the first princess of the Elves.

You can't break through that wall of mind.

Just one.

Except for her...

With the ease of breaking almond shells.

Something touched Liliano's heart.

――

Liliano opened his eyes.

In a world of nothingness, it appears as an incredible shock.

Big emotions pierced my whole body enough to crack my head.

She had before her one daughter who had begotten horns like sheep.

Its contours were thin and blurred, not mixed with red, but glowing.

This guy, what the hell...

"... me"

"Master Dutu...?

"Don't worry, Limino. I'm going to rescue Liliano now."

Her fingertips gently touched Liliano's chest as she put the light together.

In the soul of Liliano, like the desert of night, a brighter light is born than the fire of the lamp.

But it is.

Oh, my God, it's warm...

"You had my power for this time."

The contact between soul and soul is an act of overlapping each other's minds.

Dutu's ability can touch the other person's mind.

Dive deeper and deeper into it and it will eventually reach the other soul.

Dutu's soul had now entered Liliano's heart.

A naked dutu descends on the hem of Liliano's soul.

It was a lonely landscape with nothing there, a space just white.

"... you've never seen anyone feel this way before"

Even when I touched the souls of the demonic soldiers, there was no world of nothingness.

Someone, I had something I wanted to protect, something I loved, something important, a memory of when I was happy, something like that.

But there's nothing here.

It's just a lonely, sad, cold, hard heart.

"This is not the first time I've touched a broken heart... but this is too..."

Dutu walks through the soul world, thinking so.

The sand at his feet was dry, pointy, and mercilessly damaged the feet of those who proceeded.

With sad eyes, Dutu looks down at the ground.

"How painful..."

And I realize.

That's not just sand.

Tickle it up, okay.

Bones.

The white bones are crushed, covering the ground.

"Oh no... then"

Dutu digs his feet. Then there was something like a stone sticking out.

"... you're buried...?

Dutu proceeded to dig, not to mention hurt his hand.

Soul The time in the world is calm, as if it had stopped.

In the extension, in the extension, Dutu digs alone.

Eventually I see the surface.

There was a castle standing inside the Great Forest Mistral where she supposedly spent...

It's an elf castle.

"I can't believe they're buried in crushed bones."

From my feet, I cried.

Dutu's hands are already bleeding, but I don't mind.

Dig further.

――

That's when the ground suddenly fell out.

Dutu makes his eyes black and white at the sudden floating sensation.

I'm going to be intoxicated by the dramatically changing scenery.

He manages to hold onto his disturbed hair with his hands, and Dutu dives further into the lower layers.

Eventually the wind stopped. Behind my meditating eyelids at some point, the light shines.

He raised his face before he fell. There, it was a social place.

Gorgeous. So the landscape in front of the doomed capital?

Dutu also wore a white dress at some point.

Lots of elves were colluding in the halls shining like a dance hall.

"This is... ah"

There was a face I saw there.

The brave Isagi and the resurrected magician, Preah.

If those two are together, they are nothing short of the Wartime of the Demon Emperor.

It was when Dutu had not yet been born.

"... Issa and Preah...?

It was something like a royal palace,

To them, a beautifully dressed girl was rushing over.

She's - she's younger than she is now, she's a rimino.

Rimino, surrounded by a brave party, was nervous, but blushing his cheeks.

That put the knight you admire in front of you, girl.

But here, there's no Liliano.

There can't be a person present in the soul world, but - there isn't.

"... which one is he...?

With his white heels ringing, Dutu searches for the owner of the soul world.

Sliding through the fiction of laughing people, Dutu ran.

The aristocratic dance is elegant and graceful.

Only Dutu runs the world apart.

He's not here.

Nowhere.

I'll take a peek inside the white table covered with cloth, but I'm not there.

"Liliano, whichever way"

Looking back.

Limino was cuddling him in the arms of a rabbit, causing him trouble.

Why are we showing this scene?

Why does Liliano remind me so many times of the brave Isagi?

From somewhere, I heard a voice.

'Cause I'm going to inherit this kingdom, because it's not like Limino. I have to be patient. You shouldn't talk to the brave men of the human race. Mother's right, you have to be a good girl.'

That looked terribly lonely, it was a child's voice.

But I still don't see Liliano.

This doesn't make any sense.

Dutu gently closes his eyes and pours his own soul further into Liliano.

Along with the sense of loss as if his guts had been removed, Dutu did feel Liliano's presence.

Run for it.

"Liliano."

She stood by the wall.

You won't notice it's Liliano at all. He was dressed badly. Put together a cloth like a borough, with dead eyes, girl.

On its feet were chains as bright red as shackles. Very painfully tightening her beautiful thin limbs.

It's probably a wedge to connect Liliano to this world.

You can't pull it off with force...

"Liliano, I'm here to pick you up, Liliano."

Dutu gently offered his hand so as not to frighten her.

The liliano has cringing eyes in bright red.

"Something sad happened, didn't it? But it's okay. I'm not scared anymore. Now, let's go home together."

Dutu closes in with a merciful grin.

Liliano's eyeballs just recognized this one.

The next moment...

A wind of death stroked the area.

――

Notice. No longer lived in this space, which was gorgeous until earlier, and the dance hall was full of corpses.

In just a moment everything will rot, fade, curtains will rot, carpets will flake and disappear without a trace.

So miserable that even Dutu wants to cover his eyes.

There were bugs spreading on the body, crawling around, even to blaspheme its raw.

With that stuff, this place was full.

"Liliano, are you...?

"... he's dead"

She finally opened her mouth.

The chain I put on my leg rattles.

"Everything, he's dead. Nobody, they didn't help me. Guys, they're all gone. I was the only one left. Just me, survive. Why not? Why didn't you take me with you?"

Tears were like dead faces, too, and she snapped.

Its chains shine thin and red.

"Nobody can believe it. Nobody wants to believe it. No one can help me. But I still have to live. I don't like it anymore. It's hard, but I don't want to die. Why not? What bad things have I done? Tell me, I'm sorry, because I will. 'Cause you must have done so much. Otherwise, God can't be so angry. What have I done?

"... Liliano sama"

Dutu reaches out slowly.

When I touched her cheek, it was amazingly cold.

It's like a corpse.

"I've always lived up to what everyone says. I did what I did, and I did what I didn't have to do. I didn't do anything wrong. I've never lied to you. I also took care of Limino. I prayed every night. But no one can help me. Why are you all leaving me? What do I have to do?"

"... it's okay"

Dutu hugs her.

Liliano, the doll's corpse, showed no resistance.

Too cold, the heat snatches away.

its thin body like an ice statue, but Dutu never let go.

"It's okay. You don't have to hang in there anymore. Liliano...... well, good luck with that. Hey, it'll be cold, Liliano. I'll warm you up now."

……

In the royal palace surrounded by rotten odors, Dutu closed his eyes.

That's how I divide my own soul to Liliano.

Anti-life drain.

You pour it directly into your soul.

"Liliano, you must be tired. But it's okay now. There are no enemies of yours here. There was someone there to help you."

……

Dutu let go of Liliano and kneaded his palm before her.

From there the shape of man is created by the soul.

That was earlier, the three figures who existed in Liliano's soul world.

Isagi, Preah, and Limino.

Liliano's eyes were opened.

"Isagi, Preah, Limino..."

"I'm so sorry I'm late"

Dutu stroked Liliano's hair.

The two consciousnesses slowly blend, mix, and divide again.

Tears spilled out of Dutu's eyes when he touched a shard of emotion.

- Because I found out what Liliano, the broken heart, had been thinking.

"But I'm here to help. I'm sorry, leave me alone. I'm sorry, Liliano. Hey, let's go home. Hey, together."

Liliano looks at Dutu wonderfully.

"... Hey, are you crying? You want to go somewhere?

"Yeah, I'm fine. I'm sorry, I was crying. But long ago, I wanted to save you. I wanted to reach out to you. Sorry I'm late. I'm sorry I left you alone."

……

Liliano was tilting his neck in such a way that he didn't know.

A slight crack enters the chain that connects her.

Liliano grips her sobbing Dutu fingers all the time.

"Don't cry, hey. I'll stick with you, okay?

"... yeah, thank you, Liliano..."

The words, they did not speak.

I should have come to help.

But she put only a slight light in the eyes of nothingness, and that's how she smiled.

To its health, I couldn't stop crying.

Liliano laughed for Dutu, no matter how hard he felt.

I'm sure she just wanted to take revenge.

I just wanted to do something for the dead elves.

I guess I wished for Lean Carnation because there were no flowers to dedicate to the burnt Great Forest Mistral.

Really, what a sad story.

Dutu pulled her hand in tears.

I'm glad to be here, though I've been here too long and Dutu's soul has been lost a lot.

Good to know about Liliano.

"Hey, babe, what's up?

"Yeah, I'm fine. Liliano would love to come with me."

Although Liliano seemed puzzled by the words.

The chains that had tied her up were gone.

The reddened barefoot was visible.

"Then let's go home, Liliano. Both of us."

"Yeah."

Liliano nods small to Dutu.

Let's both go home.

- Hold hands, let's go home.

Then soon.

The activation of the Summoning Team Lean Carnation has stopped.

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Dutu's body was frightened.

- The next moment, she makes her return to this world.

This is where the royal castle of the Elves was, a field that resembled Liliano's soul world badly.

There were two giants who didn't move as if they had been there for tens of thousands of years.

Plus our people were watching us worried about ourselves.

In the meantime, in front of Dutu, who hands on the ground with a blue look.

Liliano knelt down, reaching out to heaven...

"Ah..."

- As if something were coming out of her whole body, the red fog rose to the sky. But with it, the whole body is rapidly debilitated.

Are you kidding me?

An agitation runs on Dutu's face.

But.

"... Limi... no..."

I can draw attention to the words that his mouth utters.

Limino rushed over to her.

"Sister!? Liliano, sister!

"Ah... Rimino..."

Liliano slowly lifts his arm.

Its fingertips were no longer turning into bones.

It's starting to weaken rapidly.

She had already come to a point where she couldn't keep her body alone.

But while her right half became like a mummy, she had a grin on her mouth - something that made her feel human dignity.

"Oh Limino, good, Limino, alive... Oh, good..."

"Hey, honey."

Liliano finally regained his sanity.

So I'm sure she was able to regain her happiness at the end.

The summons of Lean Carnation, which was echoing from the earth, ceases.

Therefore, there will be no more red giants in the future.

Liliano and Lean Carnation were disconnected.

Nothing else, by Dutu's wishes.

"I couldn't resist their voices... but the 'chain' finally came off... Oh, I'll end up with my life..."

Smiling, she turns to Limino, and Dutu, bowing her head.

"Thank you, because you guys are here, I, thank you...... And entrust this world to you..."

She couldn't tell me what was going on.

Lip movement stops and light is rapidly lost from the eyes.

There was no longer anything to support his meagre body, and Liliano collapsed from his knee.

But I guess that was never the sad end.

It's in the worst of it, close enough to the top to separate.

So no more, Limino didn't cry.

Was Liliano imprisoned by Lean Carnation?

Now I don't know anymore.

But if there's only one thing I knew...

That Liliano was not the only one imprisoned by a contract named 'Chain'.

- Yes, the red giants again...

This is the time when the 'Divine Nation' was summoned to obey the Elves and destroy all mankind...

- In a true sense, it was unleashed.

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Brave Isagi's Demon King Tan

13-10 "Sleeping"

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――

Like screwing Liliano's body, the giant was waving his arm.

- Yes, there is no longer any point in the covenant we have made with the Elves.

"Sister!

Limino screams.

In front of me, I saw where Liliano's body would be destroyed.

Liliano, who should now have been saved, crushed the vessel of his soul by a giant fist without his skin.

Like I got it back when it was stopped.

The red giant was coming this way with animosity.

It's a march to return the world to nothing...

"… at last, there's a strike."

Amarier groaned bitterly.

The red giant looks this way.

A monster with no unspeakable eyes, nose or mouth, but do we feel clear hostility because each other is a warrior?

Preah walks forward to get everyone off to the carriage.

"Nah, just now, you look familiar..."

The preha with his index finger against his jaw wrinkled around his forehead.

The red giant, one more behind it.

Two at the same time...

I guess everyone believes that Preah, who kicked Dihaza in the ass, could defeat the red giant as well.

But only the person at the time understood the current situation.

"I wonder if they're pretty tough."

Preah with cheeks, laughs bitterly.

Isagi, who was by her side, looks up at Preah with suspicion.

"But you can win...?

"Well, I don't know."

Preah was pushing the seriousness of his tenacity into the light tone.

Put your arms around me, okay, and squeeze your hands together.

"You..."

Without turning the rabbit around, she was smiling.

"I was in the underground labyrinth of Ratatosk, and I lost one-on-one with him."

"Huh..."

The underground labyrinth of Ratatosk. In that labyrinth, where the Extremely Great Demonic Crystal believed he was asleep, Preah had made some mistakes.

By the time we reached the fifth tier, it was only then that we had used more magic than usual, but more than ever, she was unaware of the crisis.

That's the keeper of the labyrinth. He was a red giant who lived in the basement of Ratatosk.

I didn't think there was that much difference in my strength.

The body of Preah had already reached the realm of masters at this time, but even so, the red giant was a very strong opponent.

Above all, every move has an unusual rate.

I felt no further breathing as an organism and it was harder to do than any other opponent I had ever fought before.

While Preah took a breath, he was packed in time and the world's most powerful magician was overwhelmed.

Nor did the storm of sorcery mean much to the normal opponent before his body and mass.

The magic of a special blow also makes no sense if it doesn't hit.

He made a huge wall to buy time and tried to erase every giant behind it, but the giant could avoid the extreme magic of Preah after seeing its activation.

Preah fortunately kept avoiding fatalities, but it didn't work either.

In the end, it turned out to be the result of spreading that life.

Reaching the nuclear demon crystal, Preah squeezed his last strength and left a letter.

It was then assimilated to the Demon Crystal and became the foundation for creating the Grand Demon Crystal itself.

It was a bitter memory.

"You did, so the creature in Ratatosk's basement was the spike, summoned by Lean Carnation, who hadn't fully activated it yet."

Preah sighed here and now.

Two opponents at the same time who couldn't win even one-on-one.

Of course, it should be easier than before than not being the first person to fight.

Besides, this place is outdoors, and it doesn't force indoor melee fights that magicians don't like.

But nevertheless...

"You can't be dead twice."

Preah smiles back at Isagi, who looks at this one worryingly.

"It's okay, we'll figure it out. I won't be late for losing once. Plus, it looks a little smaller than the one I fought in Ratatosk."

"Yes, but..."

What we need is avant-garde.

A warrior who can buy time for Preah to unleash his magic.

A swordsman with the ability to destroy opponents on its own.

We can cover each other's weaknesses, buddy.

If there is such a person, perhaps - we can win.

But I'm not here anymore.

"I'll do it."

It was Amarier who said so and lined up beside Preah.

She was the one who squeezed Caradoborg, hurting and muddy.

Preah frowned.

"You should stop. If you work with me, you're gonna die."

"That's a lot of clarity. But Dutu saved Liliano, and Limino's already worn out. Who can protect your back? Even I have Balized's blood. You should be able to do it."

"It doesn't matter that you're Barrys' daughter. I just don't want a young girl like you to throw her life out."

Preah with a troubled smile. Amarier pulled out her sword and walked forward.

"But it's an honor. That I can protect you and die."

"Damn it, this is why young kids these days run right into heroic aspirations"

"You must have been fifteen years old when you defeated the Demon King. I'm almost twenty years old. I'm prepared, too."

"The stubborn part is, you look like Barrys."

Boy, a preh to flatter your shoulders.

There is a fighting spirit in her eyes.

"I have no choice, do you want to call it revenge? You don't want to lose in front of Isagi?

Two women standing in front of a red giant.

Isagi, who saw it, was holding his chest.

It's like they busted me with adrenaline.

I can't stop the beating from earlier.

"What, this feeling... I used to..."

No, don't remind me.

When I try to remember, my right arm hurts badly.

Because it will cause so much pain that it is likely to destroy the rabbit's brain.

So Isagi had her eyes open to burn only that sight.

"I, I...!